Obliterations

A world can disappear. If it is one

That you created on the purity

Of pages white as Jesus’ diamond sun,

This world can shrink to an obscurity

Wiped out by fact. Another world you built

Upon the shock of beauty from blue eyes

A woman stabbed you with from point to hilt

Of hacking beauty vanishes with skies

You took for granted in your erstwhile world.

Or if a man has conquered you with strength

More powerful than god-like touch he swirled

Inside your heart, you feel his dark-veined length

Invading you, enforcing its hot coup

Against lost worlds with its destructive blue.